A Wonderful Man has Died.
I am sad today. A very dear man died over the weekend. He was a friend to the world of classical music, he was a reknowned expert and dealer of rare antique violins (Stradivarians & Guarneris) and stringed instruments. He loved life. He loved rock n roll. He loved my singing. We had great affection for each other. We traveled to Russia together. I am friends with his lovely daughter. I was honored to call him friend. It was because of Geoff Fushi that I had the privilege of hearing someone play a Stradivarian in an intimate setting. We were seated in the conservatory of the Ambassador’s Residence of the American Embassy in Moscow. I will never forget the sweet musical beauty of that instrument and the sounds that came from such a rare piece of artistry. I can still picture the musician as he spoke about the gift he received from the Stradivarian Society – a loan of a world class instrument. I remember his caressing the violin and referring to it as “such a violin.”
And I understood – I got it.
I sang for Geoff on a few occasions. He was a lovely, kind and brilliant man. He was an expert in his field. He was a partier. I was humbled by his admiration of my talent. We shared “the weight issue.”
I wish I had stayed in touch with him better. Reach out to everyone that you can. You just never know when the time may come …
Geoff Fushi passed away on Friday. He will be greatly missed.
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I did not know your friend but I am feeling the cloak of age creeping oh so closer. With Dick Clark’s passing ( who happens to be Chani’s boyfriend’s UNCLE) I am seeing that the relics of my past are dying away. I cringe when I get a CJ newsletter, who else has passed away? Mortality SUCKS. I intend to go out kicking and screaming and cussing.
1 rose said this (April 18, 2012 at 10:00 pm)
OMG!! I am in the process of writing a piece about age and death – going back I was inspired by looking at your dad’s photo as a young man! I can’t believe I just read your comment because I was wondering if anyone cares to hear about it!!
I’m writing a gorgeous piece about youth & aging as seen thru our eyes – going back to our old haunts – looking at photos of dead family & parents as young
people -beautiful- then recollecting their aging – seeing it in ourselves. Will someone look at my photos as a youth and wonder: what were her dreams? Then I read the comment about your dad’s bench overlooking the bridge in Dayton and it hit me like a ton of bricks. Here is a monument to someone and generations will pass it, sit on it and not know who he was. But his name will be there and someone may trace his name with their fingers and perhaps an imaginative soul will make up a story about who he is – just for fun. I’m gonna go write this shit!
Thanks for the inspiration!
2 Lynne said this (April 21, 2012 at 4:01 pm)